First impressions are important. I always use the Amazon “Look Inside” feature before I purchase a book, and what I’m looking for is a voice that pulls me in from the start. You have very little time to hook the reader before they move on to find something else to read. So today, I’ve decided to share the opening lines from each book in the Campus Crush Series.
Hooking up would be so much easier if I could just walk up to a girl and say, “You have a sweet ass.” I’m not sure why girls don’t go for that. It’s a compliment for one, and it also shows I’m honest. But girls would rather be told they have nice eyes or some crap like that. Who the hell cares what color a person’s eyes are? Not me. I’m an ass man.
I lean farther out my window and stare at the quad littered with girls in short shorts and tank tops soaking up the rays between classes. One major perk to being an R.A. is getting this prime room location.
A little romance is good for the soul. At least that’s what my best friend Julia is always telling me. For once, I’m going to listen to her, take her advice. Sure college is supposed to be about learning, but that doesn’t mean I can’t have some fun, too—especially the kind of fun that involves a gorgeous guy. No more immature high school boys who only care about who’s having the next party or how short my skirt is. Staring up at the brown stone buildings that make up Timberland College, I get chills and my heart flutters. In just a few months, I’ll be a college freshman. My whole life is about to change. I can just feel it. Something is waiting for me here, maybe someone.
“Can you believe this place?” Julia grabs my arm, squeezing it tight. We visited the school back in the fall, but somehow it looks different now. More official and full of possibilities.
Love makes people do stupid things. The penne ala Vodka threatening to come back up as Noelle and Andy cuddle across the booth from me is proof of that. But after spending the entire summer watching them be all lovey dovey, I’ve had my fill. This summer was supposed to be about my best friend and me settling into college and dating some hot guys—dating, not getting into a serious relationship with them—but Noelle’s been attached to Andy to the point where I barely see her and when I do, Andy’s always with us. If I’ve learned anything from watching her with Andy, it’s that the stupidest thing love makes you do is want it—crave it. I’m dying to be a fool in love. I want the kind of relationship Noelle and Andy have.
“So, Julia, who’s the lucky guy going to be?” Noelle asks as Andy continues to kiss the spot just below her ear. God, I wish I’d find a guy to do that to me. Besides Andy’s R.A. friend, Mike, I haven’t kissed anyone since I graduated high school.
Underclassmen fall in love quicker than rabbits during mating season. As I come out of the elevator, I almost walk into two freshmen groping each other in the lobby. I’m all for romance, but this is just hormones and lust at work as she tugs on his shirt and he reaches behind her to grab her ass. They’ll hook up, hold hands for about two weeks, and then they’ll both move on to someone new as if the whole thing never happened.
I turn away, heading for the event room, and try to avoid the sight of them slobbering all over each other’s faces. I wonder how long it will take them to realize the elevator is available.
How do you hook your reader?